Helen couldn't recognize Tony at first glance because he looked different in his new outfit. She was unsure if he was the one but then she saw Collins behind him and with no doubt knew it was Tony. "What are you doing here?" Helen questioned rudely the moment Henry got to the table. She chuckled when she got no reply. "Oh, why should I be asking that? I'm sure you are one of their new employee or probably running errands for one of your menial Job bosses," She said but still got no reply from Henry. "How much is the bill?" Tony asked the manager, not minding Helen or Philips's shocked look. "The bill comes to five thousand dollars, sir," the manager said in a polite tone."Just add it to my total bill, there's no need for a scene," Tony replied. Helen laughed at this."What bill are you talking about?" Helen asked sarcastically. "Are you trying to steal from your new boss? He's giving you a chance for a new look and you're already spending his money?" Helen laughed again. "We can re

Tony's sudden transformation became the topic of discussion in the lugard's mansion. While Maxwell and Cecilia felt Tony was more than just an employee in the hotel where they had met him, Lady Lugard and Helen stood their ground that Tony would always remain a nobody. "You look like the cat who ate the canary," Cecilia observed, with a sly smile, noticing Helen's satisfied expression as she sat down at the dining table. "What's going on?""Oh, it's nothing of importance," Helen said dismissively, though Cecilia could tell she was holding something back.Cecilia was not easily fooled, and she could tell when someone was trying to hide something from her. She narrowed her eyes, determined to get to the bottom of Helen's mysterious expression."Now, now, don't give me that coy little smile," Cecilia said, leaning forward and giving Helen a piercing look. "You're hiding something, and I want to know what it is. Come on, Helen, spill the beans."Helen shifted uncomfortably in her chair,

Tony drove to the restaurant with a sense of nervous anticipation. He had called Helen earlier that day, requesting a meeting to discuss the state of their marriage. He still loved her, despite the abuse and mistreatment he had endured from her and her family. He had hope that they could work through their problems, but he knew it would be an uphill battle.He parked his car and took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. As he walked through the doors of the restaurant, he couldn't help but wonder whether Helen would even show up. He approached the hostess and gave his name, then waited anxiously for Helen to arrive. As he stood there, his thoughts drifted back to the beginning of their relationship, when they had been so happy together. He remembered how much he had loved her, how he had thought they would be together forever. But now, he was questioning whether it was even possible. His worst mistake was agreeing to move with her to the Lugard's mansion, where Hele

As the sun rose on a new day, Tony wandered into the kitchen, his thoughts still consumed by the events of the previous day. He felt a deep sense of remorse for the way he had treated Maria, and his conscience was heavy with guilt. He knew he was not a cruel person by nature, but something about the situation had changed him. He had acted out of character, and it troubled him deeply.As he sat down at the kitchen table with a cup of strong black coffee in his hands, he wondered how he could make amends for his behavior. He heard the door creak open. He turned, expecting to see one of the Grandma Nicole since he was sure she would be worried about him but instead, it was Maria. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her face was drawn and pale. It was clear that she had not slept well the night before, and Tony's heart ached for her.The tension in the room was palpable, and neither of them knew what to say. Maria froze in her tracks as soon as she saw Tony. The memory what

Helen stepped into her family's home, a sense of contentment washing over her. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of activity as she and her fiancé prepared for their upcoming wedding. She had been so busy with planning and preparations. "Hello, Mother," Helen said, giving her mother a warm embrace and a peck on each cheek. She turned and waved to her sister, Cecilia, who was sitting on the couch with a book in her hand."How are you, Helen?" Mrs. Lugard asked, smiling warmly at her daughter."I'm doing well, Mother," Helen replied, settling into a chair and beginning to unpack the items she had brought with her. "I have so much to show you!"Cecilia, for her part, sat with her hands folded in her lap, watching Helen with a curious expression."This is quite the haul, Helen," she said, gesturing towards the items Helen had laid out on the table. "I've been planning everything down to the smallest detail," Helen explained, her face alight with excitement. "I don't want to leave